"Disciples, please obey orders."
"All disciples above the middle stage of Qi training."
"Get aboard!"
Xu Zhao raised the sect token in his hand.
The light of the token echoed with the sect's formation, and a powerful sound spread throughout the mountain gate. All the disciples were awakened by the voice of the golden elixir master, and walked out of the residence and cave one after another.
One medium-sized spirit boat and seven small spirit boats were spread across the sky.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Foundation-building monks can soar into the clouds and mist and fly into the sky. Disciples who are in the middle stage of Qi training and above can already fly with swords, controlling the flying swords under their feet to turn into streams of light, swarming like bees.
The three golden elixir masters stood on the spirit boat one after another.
Qian Fei came to Xu Zhao's side. Seeing such a huge battle, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He raised his hands and asked, "Senior Brother Xu, what's going on? Why did you summon the disciples?"
Xu Zhao said loudly: "Thousands of families in Wanjing City use the method of making animals to refine the souls of children, raise wild beasts, and create high-quality spiritual flesh. We, the Taiyi Sect, will do justice for heaven and eradicate these evil cultivators.
Return heaven and earth to clarity and purity.”
Zhang Dezi was equally angry, as if he had eaten a fly, and said sternly: "The ancestors have ordered that all elders, worshippers, and deacons must participate in the siege of Wanjing City."
Qian Fei suddenly understood, but he didn't understand why Senior Brother Zhang was so angry. He had never heard that Senior Brother Zhang was such an upright monk before, and he didn't seem to regard himself as an upright monk.
In fact, the distinction between good and evil in Xingluo Sea is not clearly defined.
The land is vast and the resources are abundant, resulting in many sects and families, so they attack each other without clear-cut unity into what is called a front.
Only when conquering other factions will they look for dirty information on them in order to make the move justified.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Zhang, this is."
Xu Zhao smiled awkwardly, Qian Fei didn't know which pot to open.
He also felt embarrassed when he talked about this matter. He was so used to eating haisei when he went out that he didn't even know what it was and brought people to his ancestor.
Sacred Tree Peak.
The fire dragon poked its head out of the cave. Its winding body was about ten feet long. It opened its mouth and said: "Rong Lao, are you going too?"
"The old body cannot move, but there is still a golden elixir body that can command, so naturally it will help the sect." The banyan tree king opened the branches, and a handsome golden elixir monk wearing a brocade robe walked out.
"It seems that I have to go for a walk." The fire dragon sighed, and the fire veins in the underground were reluctant to part with it. The spiritual energy of the sect was more than ten times richer than before. From then on, his practice became much more comfortable, so he just
Choose to join the sect and make an offering.
The Banyan Tree King comforted the fire dragon and the other stewards of the Divine Tree Peak: "There are no strong men in Wanjing City. The ancestor is probably going to kill people to establish his power to scare Peng Yuan. We just follow the sect's arrangements."
Jiao Si, the leader of the iron-backed silver ray group is not the master of the golden elixir. They are assigned deacons, collectively called the deacons of the zoo.
Compared to the beast herd, the monks did not hesitate much. They set up the escape light and flew onto the spirit boat. This kind of thing happened often on Yunfu Island in the past. What they were worried about was that they would be in vain in the face of a strong opponent.
Give up your life.
"I thought I could live a peaceful life by joining a large sect, but I didn't expect that I would have to go through the same back and forth."
"The opponents faced by the big sects are naturally strong."
"We follow the instructions of our ancestors. Since we join the sect, we will share the prosperity and losses of the sect."
"..."
"I heard from the elders that we are going to conquer Wanjing City this time."
Unlike those disciples who are seeking stability, there are many Qi practicing disciples eager to board the spirit boat.
When there was a real fight, the spirit boats attacked the formation together, and they fought against each other, usually Qi Practitioners vs. Qi Practitioners, and Foundation Establishment Monks vs. Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Unless one side is overwhelmingly powerful, there will be disciples with unequal cultivation levels appearing on the battlefield.
Gathering a battle formation would only occur in a large-scale war. At that time, they would not need to take the initiative. All risks would be borne by everyone if the battle formation was not breached. Naturally, there would be no worries about their lives.
The foundation-building monks who boarded the ship did not seem to be nervous because of the chilling atmosphere. They exchanged greetings and talked about something in low voices, with some laughter coming from time to time.
Xu Shi is already accustomed to wars and is not as worried as a Qi practitioner.
There are many foundation-building monks gathered around Zhou Xinglie, some of whom are worshiped by the elders of the previous sects, some who want to stay together and rely on Zhou Xinglie to curry favor with their ancestors, and some who are older and have no heirs in their families.
"Senior Brother Zhou's cultivation has improved again."
Zhou Xinglie was in high spirits during happy events, and he did not refuse compliments from everyone. He raised his hands in salute and said: "The spiritual lineage of our sect is really excellent. I owe this achievement to our sect. We should be grateful..."
"Yeah yeah."
"What Senior Brother Zhou said is absolutely true."
"The reason why we can occupy a place in the Ghost Sea is because of the strength of our two ancestors."
"Hey, speaking of ancestors, isn't it that Senior Brother Zhou has become the registered disciple of Taishi Ancestor? We know that our qualifications are incomparable to Senior Brother Zhou. Senior Brother has become so successful that we must never forget our Junior Brothers in the future."
Zhou Xinglie couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the comrades around him whom he either knew or didn't know before.
They are all disciples of the inner sect, who also hold the title of deacon, and are regarded as brothers by their cultivation.
In addition to the foundation-building monks, the inner disciples are the qi-training monks who have the potential to build the foundation. Most of them are disciples who are in the late stages of qi-training or even have reached perfection.
"Junior Brother Rong, let me ask you a question, what does the ancestor usually teach?"
As soon as these words came out, both the monks surrounding Zhou Xinglie and the other foundation-building monks who were chatting with each other in twos and threes all pricked up their ears. Even some foundation-building monks who didn't have a good deal with Zhou Xinglie lowered their voices.
.
Zhou Xinglie was being flattered, and when he said this, he had the most say. After all, the three people in front of him were all registered disciples of Patriarch Taiyi, and they were also true disciples and elders.
Except for the remaining foundation-building monks who met their ancestors during the ceremony, most of them were pioneering and building the sect's infrastructure. There was no other way to contact their ancestors.
"The ancestors passed down to me the true method of the Taiyi Sect, the thirteenth volume of the scriptures, and the six magical powers. Brothers and sisters can read it in the Sutra Pavilion, but because it is the property of the sect, the first one is free, and the rest
It requires spiritual stones and meritorious deeds."
At this point, Zhou Xinglie paused slightly, because the things mentioned above were very common. In the storage bag given by the ancestor, there were tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones, as well as experience notes on condensing golden elixirs.
Open your palms.
A black magic weapon appeared in his hand.
"magic weapon?!"
Everyone exclaimed.
Zhou Xinglie smiled appropriately and modestly and said: "The low-grade magic weapon my ancestor gave me is called the 'Soul-Respecting Flag'. This flag is made of mustard seed animal skin, so it can not only accommodate Yin gods but also store miscellaneous items."
"But these are not the most important." Zhou Xinglie gave up and lowered his voice mysteriously.
However, everyone's interest was completely aroused this time, and even the foundation-building monks in the distance came closer, wanting to hear what was going on.
One of the foundation-building monks' eyes flashed with fire, and he asked softly: "Are there any other treasures?"
"Of course."
As he spoke, Zhou Xinglie took out a jade-colored treasure box and put it in his hand. After opening it, a black and round elixir appeared in front of everyone, and then said: "This object is called Yinhun Dan, and it is specially refined by the ancestor."
The elixir."
"My advancement in cultivation not only relies on the sect's spiritual veins, but also because of the powerful power of this elixir."
"I don't know the specifics. I just heard that the soul flag will be used to make a fuss about matters related to the Yinhun Pill in the future. Now the ancestor gave me the magic weapon in advance just to test something."
"But even if the ancestor doesn't succeed, he can still use the Yin God to exchange for the elixir. When the sect grows stronger and the merit system is perfected, it will probably be close to ten."
"Don't worry, everyone, I can only enjoy a little bit first."
Zhou Xinglie laughed and put the magic weapon away, then kept silent about the soul flag, and put the black elixir into the storage bag.
Everyone smiled, and some of them had envy and jealousy in their eyes.
It’s just about enjoying it first. The faster the path of cultivation, the faster each step. They are not very qualified and do not have great opportunities. They may not be able to break through to the next level in this life, let alone the golden elixir master.
Zhou Xinglie was originally the head of the general affairs of the Fire Sect, and his cultivation level was only in the late stage of foundation building. Now he was about to reach the peak level. How could they not be envious of him, and they felt that they were just lucky enough to be taken care of by their ancestor.
If the ancestors had any experiments to do, it's not like they couldn't risk their lives.
"well."
"Senior Brother Zhou is really good at fate."
"..."
Nowadays, compliments are not as lively as they were at the beginning. They just feel like nothing, not much different from ordinary polite greetings, and everyone can understand the sadness in them.
"Senior brother, I don't have much knowledge. I want to observe my ancestor's method of alchemy. I wonder if senior brother can transfer the elixir in my hand? I am willing to pay a thousand low-grade spiritual stones." Zhou Feng's eyes were burning.
The foundation-building monks around him all looked at Zhou Feng in surprise. These thousand low-grade spiritual stones were not a small amount.
A Qi Condensing Pill in the Foundation Establishment Stage can only be sold for a hundred spiritual stones at most, and one thousand can buy ten Qi Condensation Pills in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
And even though they are foundation-building monks, they actually don't have many spiritual stones to squander.
The sect was first established, but the salary was still there.
Those who have more than ten thousand spirit stones in their hands are all wealthy people. Unless they have the skills to keep the income of spirit stones, otherwise, they can only live a tight life.
"Forehead."
"If Fellow Daoist Zhou wants to transfer it, I am willing to pay two thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"I'll pay two thousand one."
"..."
As soon as the price plate was upgraded, everyone seemed to have come to their senses and did not propose a new price. The bidder was an old-looking Foundation Establishment monk. He was only half a foot away from the peak of Foundation Establishment.
But his life span is also up to 200 years.
When Zhou Xinglie saw how big the deal was, he quickly said: "Senior Ji, this elixir is not worth the price. In the future, when the sect is stable, the elixirs will definitely be released one after another. Why should senior..."
Ji Bin took out the spirit stone and said, "I can't wait that long. Since fellow Taoist Zhou can make great progress with this elixir, I am willing to give it a try."
"I won't blame you for being useless."
Even the old people mentioned this, Zhou Xinglie couldn't refute it, so he handed the jade box in his hand to Ji Bin and said.
…
Just as things here ended, Grandmaster Jindan's voice came from over there.
"The spirit boat takes off!"
This chapter has been completed!